Aerith let the Garula eat the grass when Ienzo moved. She felt the charge run like a ripple through the ground, setting her hair on its end like a sudden gust of freezing wind.

She backed off away from the animal quickly, clasping her staff in front of her once more. "I'm sorry," she said. It felt like she'd betrayed its trust.

The wall of earth and rock tore from the ground behind the Garula, cutting off Aerith's view of the rest of the herd. She winced, hoping the sudden noises and movement wouldn't spook it into attacking. If it did, she was the nearest person for it to attack.